The submarine menace comes into the conversation.
Don
Martin's diary entry for Friday, December 21, 1917:
At sea. 373 miles
At sea. 373 miles
This
has been a beautiful day. Got up at 9. Walked and sat on the deck nearly all
the forenoon. At 11 a.m. everyone put on a life preserver and had a lifeboat
drill. Good idea! At lunchtime everyone was kept off the decks and the gun
crews fired at a target designed as a periscope. They scored 5 hits. At 5
o’clock Mr. Russell of Morris [Beef O.]
+ I went up on the bridge and then had dinner with the officers on the boat
deck. It was a good dinner and I was hungry. Talked about submarines. The
officers frankly say they would not be surprised if a submarine “got” the St.
Louis but they insist they could get the passengers off. It doesn’t worry me.
I’m willing to take chances.
Weather
mild + nice. Little sea.
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